Brighter Day
Behold it's in my heart
Knocks the drums then
With own feathers'
Nightingales moaning.
And over the salty' waves
Gulls fly.
I pay what remain
from the days of joy
Near the heart shades.
Maybe in the midst of sorrow
The poem sings to life.
Maybe amid the clouds return
Winged! accompanied with
Songs,meanings and peace.
I thought the sun
dissolves as a bright disk,
carefully upon the tinsel_days
Then along the distance
Strews the dew on the grass
which in my soul ---
I am shudder now.
Copyright © Fatima Nusairat | Year Posted 2014
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